Put in an application for an apartment for spirit-wormwood and I! So incredibly stoked to be living with this wonderful woman. 4 years strong and we are both so stoked on decorating and calling a place home
“Today, five men on the Supreme Court said that women’s reproductive health care is less important than a woman’s boss’s superstition-based prudery and moral trepidation about fornication for female pleasure. They ruled that it doesn’t matter if birth control actually causes abortions; it only matters if business owners sincerely believe that birth control causes abortions. They ruled that it’s okay for a corporate person to discriminate against a female semi-person and dictate that she not spend her compensation on stuff that might possibly be enabling sex without consequences, if they believe that God thinks they should.”—Why Women Aren’t People (But Corporations Are)
Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
I hate feeling like an obligation. I feel incredibly unmotivated. But I don’t want to ask for help because everybody has so much on their plate.
I feel anchored to this house, it’s where I need to be but also what’s bringing me down so much. And I hate resenting that. My pops needs me, but what about my needs? I guess I’ll just put them aside for now, there’s too much work to be done.